Reflections by Dr. Pelham Mead


By Pelham Mead


Reflections of times past,

Memories in our mind cast.

Dreaming of better times,

Of chapel bells and chines.

Our minds float above,

Like a flying dove.

Special times in our lives,

Of spices, basil and chives.

Meals we all shared,

Good and bad times we faired.


Our thoughts are mellow,

Of our long dead fellows.


Reflections on a lake,

Makes our mind come to wake.

Thoughts of single images,

Of living and dying dangers.


Will we ever understand,

The triumph and the band?

For whom the music plays,

Those that marched in prior days.

Their courage rings true today,

As it did in their day.


Lord give meaning to our reflections,

Days and times of serious selection.

Published by skyking119

Professor of Instructional Technology, Doctoral degree in Educational Administration from Columbia University-1993. Worked at NYU, St. Johns Univ., The College of Mount Saint Vincent, and the NY College of Osteopathic Medicine. Currently, College Tutor and published Novel writer specializing in Historical Fiction. In the works, Sister Angelina CIA Nun, The Night is a Child (a mystery story of Africa), and The Personal Diary of Anne of Cleves, 4th wife of King Henry VIII.

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